The day he died !.
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Last published Sun, Jul 22, 2012
The day he died is about a 17 year old girl named Alison Pearce who is turning 18, she fell pregnant at the age of 16 to her bestfriend Aaron, when her boyfriend finds out she is forced to move away from her little town Middlesbrough and made to move to America, just as she is starting to get her life back she doesnt realise that the worst is yet to come.
Will she make the right choices ?
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